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After the two morning classes, Mao Fei went to the library alone to write a self-criticism and found a place by the window. The sun hypnotized him and made him drowsy.

The subject of the review was that he shouldn't intentionally tease people. Don't look at the fact that he knew his mistakes in front of the instructor at the time and learned from the painful experience. It's fake, he doesn't regret it at all.

After dawdling for an hour, groaning and deflated to make up the number of words, at least [-] words were finished.

After the pen cap was closed, Mao Fei rested on the table.

After the last heavy snow stopped, the sun has been abundant for days, and there is a sign of spring and the recovery of all things.

"Yangchun is a good time in March," Mao Fei thought silently, "I won't be going to the literature club again. What can I do during the good time?"

Why don't you go and learn bartending from brother Pei?But who has learned to drink it for?

Or like Yinyin, join a running baseball club?But I'm so tired I don't want to run.

Then play basketball with Ran Qing and Xiao Xiao?But they are all tall, and they must not be able to grab them.

Sleepy, the more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became. Mao Fei straightened his arms in a gesture of surrender, stretched his waist for a long time, and tidied up the table lightly. I feel that, after all, there is still hand-to-hand combat to be fought at night, so I have to keep up my energy.

In the big office, Zhong Benjiao was talking with Yu Qian. Seeing Mao Fei coming, he asked, "The punishment result is out, have you read it?"

"Nothing." Mao Fei submitted his two-page review, his eyes drifted aside unconsciously, it was empty, Zhuang Zhou was not there.

He was still scared when he came, afraid that he would not be able to hold back his laughter, but just thinking about the scene for a while, the corners of his mouth would turn up uncontrollably.

Fortunately not, Mao Fei heaved a sigh of relief, just looking at the empty seats made his heart beat faster.

Zhong Benjiao skimmed through it roughly: "It's ok. This punishment is mainly aimed at Zhu Ming, and he is the only one who will be notified of the criticism. Although you are not 'on the list', you have to learn a lesson, you know?"

Mao Fei nodded obediently: "Understood."

"Go." Zhong Benjiao waved him away, "It was just pasted on the wall at the door, take a look."

There was a white bulletin board on the wall, on which various notices were pasted with colored magnets. Mao Fei looked up with the book in his arms and found the "Notice on Zhu Ming's Bad Incident".

The positions of the chairman of the college and the president of the literary club were removed, they were not allowed to apply for scholarships for outstanding students, and they were not allowed to participate in the title of outstanding cadres.

Mao Fei looked at Ju Ming's signature, and thought of his dejected look last night... He didn't have any emotion, but he didn't regret it at all.

He turned around to leave, and met Zhuang Zhou who also came with a book in his arms.

Oh, it seems that the bell rang just now, so it's not that he didn't come to school, but he went to class.

Mao Fei held his breath, his heart jumped into his ears, and his throat seemed to be tired of the cream cake he had eaten in the morning, and only a pair of eyes remained in his facial features, but it was a pity that he was not very up to date.

Zhuang Zhou approached, and the teacher who came back from get out of class with him entered the office, and he stopped in front of Mao Fei: "Student Mao Fei."

Mao Fei clenched the soft/meat in his mouth, forcing himself not to be too happy, but to stay calm.

Zhuang Zhou sighed with a smile, and said in a low voice, "At first I wanted to pretend that I didn't know each other, but if you look at me like this again... anyone with a non-sharp eye will suspect that we are both tricky."

Mao Fei blushed, closed his eyes and walked away.

The cold wind was blowing along the way just to cool down, and I went to the cafeteria to pack a bowl of rice and took it back to the dormitory. The door of 214 was left open to ventilate, and Zhuang Zhuang's questions were blown into the corridor.

"The dormitory is full of food smell, isn't it uncomfortable? Why don't you come back after eating in the cafeteria?"

Mao Fei slowed down with his meal in his hand, conscious that he would be scolded as soon as he entered the door.

As soon as he heard that sound, he knew that Ran Qing was very convinced now: "Isn't this opening the window and the door?"

Zhuang Qiang ordered: "Don't bring any more food back!"

Xia Xiaoxiao swallowed this mouthful, and said angrily: "Don't finish it, let me tell you, there will be a next time, next time, countless times for bringing food back."

"Well, I'm back," Mao Fei entered the door and rubbed against Ran Qing innocently, "I'll join you for dinner."

Zhuang Qiang was about to die of anger, he stared at Mao Fei, saw him shoveling his mouth, and said again: "Slow down."

Three pairs of eyes stared at Zhuang Qiang, who seemed to be a little contradictory, and Zhuang Qiang flattened his mouth: "I brought all the belts back. It tastes good if you eat it fast or slow, so eat slowly."

Mao Fei looked at Ran Qing with puffy face, and then with Xia Xiaoxiao, the three of them were confused.

Zhuang Qiang closed the door and climbed into bed: "Be quiet, I'll go to bed first."

"Hmm!" Mao Fei was anxious, chewing like a hamster, and hurriedly asked, "Deputy Committee, have you been promoted?"

"No. Why should I be promoted?"

"Then whoever was demoted, and you acted bravely, I thought you would be promoted."

Zhuang Qiang let out a "hum" and fell silent.

There are two lectures on economics in the afternoon, and this time I took a good position in the fourth row.

This time Mao Fei performed well, his eyes were not dodging when he was called, and his voice was crisp and clear, which made Zhuang Zhou laugh a little.

Ran Qing leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is the butterfly easy to talk to when you're on vacation?"

Hmm...the question...

"It's okay," Mao Fei muttered, "Also, I'm going out tonight and won't be back until Sunday."

"Why go?"

To linger and fly with butterflies.

Mao Fei: "Go to my cousin's house."

Ran Qing glanced at Mao Fei with puzzled eyes: "Are you dating that boss of yours?"

Mao Fei returned his shocked eyes: "No!"

"Then why do you... cake, sleepover, and two weekends in a row, are you telling me not to think about it?"

Mao Fei: "..."

Mao Fei realized that the two had made a wrong frequency, but he didn't know how to explain it, and it seemed a good reason to hit the wrong one. Mao Fei smiled wickedly: "You saw it through."

Ran Qing put an exclamation mark on him at the corner of the book: "Better than Zhu Ming, right? Did he take advantage of your sadness to win your heart?"

What is it.

Mao Fei drew a tilde after the exclamation mark: "It's much better, it's incomparable, so I may not be here on weekends in the future."

Ran Qing was still a little worried, and murmured: "You have to be careful, people in the society can lie to you more than Zhu Ming can lie to you."

"I know, I know." Mao Fei looked at Zhuang Zhou putting away the roster, and pouted, "Shh", "I listened."

Opening the book, the graffiti of the peach blossom falling in Zhuangzi's arms is still there.

Mao Fei thought about it, since it is called a butterfly, I will add a bow for you, so he drew two more strokes on the hair, and the long-bearded master instantly became a girl.

Mao Fei raised his head and saw that Zhuang Zhou was still wearing an ascetic suit, with a black tie neatly tied at the neckline, but he had seen it ripped loose, which was more tempting than asceticism.

If you take it off, don't throw it on the ground. Black and peach pink go together so well. Blindfolded, tied on the wrist, tied on the red lips, it looks amazing, as if a peach blossom cannot break free and is stuck in the black. Just rub it...

Mao Fei threw himself on the table and buried his burning face.

The two classes were too difficult, and Mao Fei was so excited and lethargic that his brain would boil if he didn't finish the get out of class.

The screen of the phone lights up.

ZZ: The back door.

Feifei: Good.

The back door of the school is a relatively secluded tree-lined road with two-way single-lane lanes. There is not even a supermarket on the long road, and the bus stop where only people stay is the busiest place.

Mao Fei ran out with a canvas satchel on his back, with a coat and a hood on his head, and slipped into the Mercedes without anyone noticing.

Zhuang Zhou helped him take off his hat, and said with a smile, "What are you running for?"

"Guilt to be a thief." Mao Fei brushed his hair and put the satchel on the back seat. When there was a cream cake, he scanned around deliberately to make sure there were no suspicious bags or other surprises, and then he sat upright with a sigh of relief, "I Sit down and rape you during recess--"

In fact, this is wrong, not only between classes, but during the two classes, apart from looking at the blackboard and taking notes, he continued to watch adultery for a second.

"---Looking at you surrounded by them on the podium, I thought at the time, they can see but can't eat, but I'm very different, I can see and eat, how hated."

"So, hurry up," Mao Fei urged him, "It's dangerous here, don't stay for long."

Zhuang Zhou was so provoked that he laughed, followed him to start the car, and acted like a magic trick. Even though he was empty-handed just now, he handed over a bag of plums in the blink of an eye: "Didn't you say that you feel uncomfortable when you read a book?"

Mao Feimei took it over happily and tore it open. Inside was a small individually wrapped bag. He opened one and fed it to Zhuang Zhou first: "Here."

Zhuang Zhou grabbed his hand, bit off the preserved fruit and took the opportunity to steal some incense, which lingered on his fingertips.

"Is it sour?" Mao Fei asked.

Whether it's sour or not, his nose is a little sour now, and it's sweet.

Why is this person like this? If the identity is changed to a boyfriend, isn't this the sweet love he longs for?

"One thing, I had an appetizer." Zhuang Zhou glanced at the navigation, the destination is not Bowen, but a shopping mall, "Go buy shrimp first, I treated you to noodles with meat sauce yesterday, there is really nothing in the refrigerator."

"Well, listen to you." Mao Fei also took one, and the surface became sour after the icing sugar melted. He couldn't help squinting and boasting, "You are so good, you can cook and make desserts, and you can also cook desserts." What?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled for a while, not sure if he was self-effacing: "I can also raise cats and flowers."

Mao Fei pondered for a moment, then scratched the plum bag with his fingers and made some soft noises.

Zhuang Zhou took advantage of the red light to catch him again.

"what happened?"

"I...what am I, here I go again."

Zhuang Zhou laughed at him, he was not very serious, and his tone became provocative: "I didn't do anything, you came just after I rubbed your hand?"

Mao Fei realized it later, and shouted: "No!"

"Is not it?"

"No! I want to say that I'm curious again. I'm afraid you'll be annoyed if I ask, but I'll feel itchy if I don't."

After the green light, Zhuang Zhou let go of him and said concisely, "Ask."

Mao Fei couldn't help it anymore: "Flowers and plants, are they tens of millions in a pot?"

Zhuang Zhou gave him a funny and questioning look.

Mao Fei explained: "I really haven't seen the world. Although you say you eat scallions dipped in sauce, you may still not understand us little people. The most valuable thing in my family is the house, but it may not be as good as yours." A flower is precious. Then it is poisoned by novels, and sometimes there are some unrealistic fantasies."

Zhuang Zhou didn't answer him directly.

"After I went to the United States to study in university, I had no living expenses, not even a penny. I had to work hard to get a scholarship and work part-time to earn money. To be honest, life was very hard and very difficult."

Mao Fei was stunned: "Ah...Is it training you?"

"Probably." Zhuang Zhou laughed, "When I get home, petting the cat and taking care of my flowers and plants are almost the source of most of my fun. A few yuan per plant in the flea market, and a burger can buy several plants .”

Mao Fei was still in a daze: "Then...you brought them back after you returned to China?"

"No, I gave it to someone who likes to grow flowers and plants." Zhuang Zhou said regretfully, "There are too many balconies, so I can't bring them back."

After fantasizing about Zhuang Zhou and his old lover playing cats together, Mao Fei once again fell into wild thoughts.

How did they take care of the flowers and plants together?You are holding the watering can, I am holding the scissors, you say you need to water some water here, I say you need to cut a branch there, you say this pot loosens the soil, I say that pot is fragrant, you ask me whether it is fragrant or floral, I Say you are the most fragrant...

Mao Fei got goosebumps all over his body and silently yelled "sto---p"!

The shopping mall arrived. On Friday, there were many people in the car, and I couldn't find a parking space when I entered the parking lot, so I walked slowly.

Zhuang Zhou said: "Since it has been brought up, I will speak first."

Mao Fei: "Huh?"

"Accompany me to look at the house tomorrow, and then go buy some flowers and plants to put on the balcony, okay?"

"Watching the house?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Well, I bought a house not far from your school, maybe you'd like to live with me in the future."

The impact was too great, and Mao Fei was completely stunned: "What?!"